Later that night me and my brother went to sit in the car at the park and smoke and we was just quietly smoking like ts was weird cause we usually talk but ig he decided to make conversation.
Devontae: You feel like that fr?
Me: *Looks at him* A lil bit yea
Devontae: I ain't tryna treat you like a lil kid or whatever tf I'm just-
Me: Overprotective
Devontae: Yea, but not on purpose I just don't want nobody to hurt you, but I don't mind killing a nigga
Me: I get it
Devontae: You can have a bf but just know imma question tf outta his ass
Me: *Laughs*
Devontae: But you don't got one right?
Me: Nope but if-
Devontae: No not the nigga down the street
Me: *Smacks her lips* Whyyyy?
Devontae: Cause why would you want be with a nigga who sell weed
Me: Cause he sell weed, cause he fine asf, and cause yea
Devontae: What you gone do when he go to jail? Sell his weed then when he get a bond pay it
Me: Hell yea yk I gotta hold my man down and I'd never let my nigga sit in jail and fwm he not gone go to jail, unless I ain't around
Devontae: So then what's gone happen when you go to jail?
Me: My man gone pay my bond or imma just sit my ass in there until I get released
Devontae: Girl, what's gone happen w
when y'all both in jail?Me: We get to say we went down together
Devontae: Well idc no
Me: Whatever *Let's her seat all the way back*
Devontae: Was he there when I was gone?
Me: No *Starts having flashbacks*
Devontae: Yea ight bozo
Me: Shut up I'll burn you with this blunt
Devontae: Whatever
So we go back home and yea. The next day me and my cousin was going to the store and we had to walk past Kamari house and him and some more niggas was on the porch so I look at him and wave this bitch acted as if he ain't see me so this went on for 2 weeks so I'm thinking I must be slow asf to give him pussy that fast especially to him I mean he fine asf and he sell weed like he see different bitches almost every damn day he probably get pussy from them too y'all just don't know how bad I wanted to go to house and beat his ass but he not my nigga so wtf ever his dick was good while it lasted. But bitch 2 could play this game hoe specially with the fact he tried to start talking to me again what's better then making a nigga jealous, I had my bsf brother act like we was fw each other and y'all should've seen his face he was big mad and I did this for 2 more weeks and he eventually got tired of my lil ass, so he popped up at my house one day when my brother was gone with his girl in Cali.
Babyface: *Bangs on the door*
Dede: Damn who tf at knocking like that
Me: Who tf banging on my mf- *Opens the door* Ugh you
Babyface: Yea me **Moves her out the way and walks in and goes in her room*
Me: I'll be back, you can smoke the other one and tell me if she die or not
Dede: Ok
Me: *Goes in her room* Wtf you want? And stop just walking in my house
Babyface: What's yo problem?
Me: My problem?? No bitch what is your problem
Babyface: Mane I'm chillin
Me: Good for you, gtfo
Babyface: Bro wtf is you issue??
Me: *Smacks him* Bitch you fucking ghosted me after we fucked that night
Babyface: Yo don't be putting ya hands on me, and I got my reasons
Me: Fuck your reasons, you can't fuck me like that then just...just act like you didn't do it how you did it
Babyface: *Laughs*
Me: I wasn't even supposed to say that out loud but it's true you out freaked me and that shit don't never happen
Babyface: Guess you met your match
Me: You can't do that, should've at least said no strings attached
Babyface: They need to be attached
Me: Stfu
Babyface: I'm fr, the only reason I kinda sorta ghosted you is cause of Vontae
Me: (I'm gone kill that bitch) What he say?
Babyface: He told me not to talk to you at all, so I didn't cause he my home boy I ain't got time for all that
Me: He don't want me to fw you cause you sell weed and because he think you might "hurt" me
Babyface: Idk why I told him wassup
Me: Meaning?
Babyface: I ain't telling you what I told him I ain't tryna sound like a lil bitch
Me: *Smiles* You gotta lil soft spot for meeee
Babyface: No I don't
Me: Yes you doooo
Babyface: Nah where ya lil bf at
Me: He not my bf
Babyface: Yea ight
Me: Somebody jealous
Babyface: Mane stop playing with me shorty
Me: You mad cause we was holding hands
Babyface: Bruh idgaf
Me: Crazy cause his dick was better then y-
Babyface: *Grabs her by her throat* Dpwm
Me: *Laughs* Don't be mad
Babyface: Kianna
Me: *Smacks him again* Don't ever call me by my government
Babyface: Bro smack me again
Me: Tf you gone do?
Babyface: I can show you better then I can tell you *Let's her go*
Me: *Knees him in his .. and goes downstairs*
Dede: Damn what you do to him?
Me: I kneed him in his dick
Dede: Why? He tried some on you?? Unt unt see I told you this why you *gets her gun out her purse* gotta get a gun to blast a bitch
Me: Girl put that shit up, nah he ain't try shit
Dede: Oh ok *Put it back in her purse* What he do?
Me: Nothing I just did it, he fine he just gone be on the floor for a while
Dede: *Laughs*

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Non-FictionThis story is a mix of fiction and nonfiction so some parts are true some parts aren't but y'all will never know.